Definitely saw about 20 people at my final that were never present before. It's like seeing who's gonna be serving me fries in 4 years.
its always fun the next morning to look around the room and see where all the clothing landed.
I dont think yelling "Grab your dicks, time for pics!" helped your case either.
I was handcuffed to a girl for half-an-hour. And I'm still the only one in the house who didn't get laid.
Well, my nose won't stop bleeding from really bad cocaine and my purse is full of plastic gold coins. Also, someone saved in my phone as "tyrannosaurus sex" won't quit texting me. Savannah won. Let's put it that way.
She kicked in my bedroom door in only high-heals with a bottle of wine, announcing it was "cock-o-clock"
Oh god. I asked to "play his sexaphone" which I though was a super sex way to say "let me blow you". He fucking walked home at 4:30am
She showed up in lingerie and a turtle backpack full of bacardi. I think its love.
Question. Was fucking Laura an entirely regrettable decision?
like...quickly.
well one of us has to be wrong and it's not going to be me
I'm beginning to think shitting his pants is just a normal thing for him.
The guy whose house were at is drunkenly reading green eggs and ham to us in German
I woke up at 6:30 in the morning on the A train on 14th street. You wouldn't know anything about that right?
I'll start cleaning the house tonight darlin. So you don't have to fuck your two boytoys in the driveway the next two days.
reminiscing on last night: why the fuck did I feel the need to stand on chairs everytime we took a jello shot?
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